Flying home was not quite as exciting as flying to CA. Except for the fact that we were FLYING HOME!
And when we got home, the house had been broken into and food was in the fridge and one the counters and there were notes and gifts and all sorts of welcome home things! Balloons, ribbons! It was so amazing to come home to that. We had friends at home who missed us. Makes a body feel loved, don't it?
Wow. That sounds like a sad ending.... Sniff.
This post is dedicated to Cindy, who I dearly love.